( He could make the world what it was supposed to be. He could make people better. )

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( In his dream, he'd heard Lin's voice yelling, screaming, and when Lucas had awoken it'd been the phone. )

( It wasn't until eight days later that Lucas thought to question it at all, and when he did. . . )

As you might have guessed by now, I dislike exposition. I like you guys to figure it out for yourselves, and I find it's more challenging (and thus fulfilling) for me as a writer to make it possible, but not too easy, for you to do that.

Rest assured, any questions you have will (most likely) be answered. . . eventually. You're more than ( Read more... )

"So, Lucas," one of the guys called out. "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?"

Everyone became very still, and very quiet, and Lucas brought up his smile to prove he wasn't upset at all.

"Well, Jeff," he began, in a voice and tone much like that of a newscaster. The kids around him laughed, and even Lucas thought it was kind of funny. "I fully ( Read more... )

( Lucas of course wasn't normal. )

The tour was scheduled for a Friday.

It was to be the first tour of the Plant given since the company  had changed hands. It was the first public exposure of ELD Inc. period. Lex had to be there, and as acting chief of all western Kansas Plants, Lucas had to be in attendance as well.

They'd started meeting about it three months ago, in the large ( Read more... )

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